Alright.
I figure its time to follow up my previous, some have called it emo, blog entry, with a philosophical one. Hokay. So.
Currently, I am not sure where I am or where I want to be. I am not really certain of anything that can be of any use. I have recently been thinking about my past, in particular certain areas. Fleeting dreams of perfect romance that I for a moment had and subsequently lost, ideas of academia and saving the world that got changed too many times to count and so on and so forth.
In my future I do not know what I see. My current plan is to move to Stavanger this summer, get my masters degree and become a teacher. Maybe do a year abroad. I once wanted to be a policeman. Then i grew up, and for a while my plan was 1. go to the military, 2. go to the police academy. This changed.
There is a theory that there exists an infinite number of parallel universes separated from our own, with all the different possibilities our life could take. I like this theory because in one of them I might have achieved what I always wanted. Who knows, maybe I will. Hopefully.
Vegard
Oh, that uncertainty!
Perhaps, eventually, we will be able to sit down and say “I made the right choice.” And hopefully you did.
But I can completely relate to this. Perhaps in another life I am good at SCIENCE, or happily a teenage mother of twelve. Maybe I dropped out, maybe I’m already in college. Maybe I’m different in every single way. Wouldn’t that be nice?
I also relate to this. I’ve no idea what to do with myself so I’ve tentatively decided to major in Psychology. How this relates to my future, I do not know. I like to remind myself that there’s a chance the world is going to end in 2012 so it’s kind of okay if my college education is mostly about enjoying myself. In a way, the potential end of the world is what brings me hope/comfort. Yes, that statement is wrought with insanity, but I’m sure you expect nothing less from me.
Anyway, good blog.